Beginnings

Haiku of commencement

Mark takes up his pen

to write upon the parchment:

Jesus makes a start.

Departs Nazareth,

leaves the family behind.

South to the Jordan.

Finds the Baptiser,

raises his hand, comes on down;

Baptise me too, John.

As he emerges

dripping wet from the water

the Spirit descends.

Does the voice boom loud,

or is it a mere whisper:

My beloved son.

The Spirit takes charge,

drives him into wilderness;

a place for testing.

A time for praying.

Forty days of questioning;

forty days of doubts.

The days pass. He comes,

back to his people, convinced,

now, of his calling.

The time is fulfilled,

God’s kingdom is drawing near.

Good news: trust in it.

© Ken Rookes 2018